As the saying goes: It is better to demolish ten temples than to ruin one marriage.
Yang Jun not only demolished the temple, but also demolished it to pieces, making it impossible to put it together no matter how hard he tried.
In the face of interests, he could only stand by Uncle Qian's side.
In fact, Yang Jun does not intend to waste any more supplies.
After all, he is now considered a celebrity, and if someone is taking advantage of him, he will not be able to take advantage of him.
However, in order to make up for his debt to Qian Jiajia, he decided to help her again.
What's more, the amount of materials Qian Jiajia wants is not large, so it should not attract anyone's attention.
"Is it still the same warehouse as last time?" Yang Jun asked.
"No, that warehouse can no longer be used. I found a new warehouse. Don't worry, it's very safe. Even my brother doesn't know." Qian Jiajia said.
After Yang Jun heard this, he immediately laughed from ear to ear.
This bitch has become smarter and knows how to guard against money.
"Stop stupidly giving money to your brother, it's time to think about yourself." Yang Jun said.
"I know, and now I've thought about it clearly, for so many years, I've been treating him with all my heart, but he stood by and watched when something happened to me, so I have to live for myself in the future."
When Qian Jiajia said this, she smiled sheepishly and then said,
"By the way, brother-in-law, I can't give you money this time, I..."
Yang Jun raised his hand and interrupted her: "Based on our relationship, talking about money will hurt our feelings."
"Hey, aren't you afraid that I can't afford to pay you back?"
When Yang Jun heard this, he looked her up and down and said teasingly,
"My second room is vacant. If I really can't afford it, I'll use you to make up for it."
"piss off."
Qian Jiajia laughed and cursed, then hit him with a pink fist.
"If you have a thief's heart but don't have the courage to do so, let's get real with you. You're a coward again."
When Yang Jun heard this, he cast an apologetic look at her.
"I'm sorry, Jiajia, I didn't mean to offend you. You know that this is the only hobby I have left. I just like to make jokes with others."
When Qian Jiajia saw this, she looked indifferent: "Hey, we have known each other for such a long time, and I still don't understand you. If you were really that kind of person, I wouldn't dare to make such a joke with you."
"I envy Sister Qiushui so much, she has found a good husband."
After hearing this, Yang Jun comforted him: "In the future, you will also meet someone who loves you and cares for you. Don't worry now, save some money first."
"Yes, I have also figured out that it is better to rely on yourself than to rely on others, so I thought of saving some dowry for myself." Qian Jiajia said.
"Okay, as long as you have this idea, brother-in-law, I will support you unconditionally." Yang Jun said.
"Brother-in-law, this is what you said. Will I get supplies from you in the future?" Qian Jiajia said with a smile.
"No problem, you can get as much as you want."
Yang Jun stretched out his hand and said: "Give me a key to the warehouse, and I will bring the supplies directly to your warehouse in the future."
When Qian Jiajia heard this, she was very moved.
Yang Jun took such great care of her that he even saved her freight and manual handling fees.
"Brother-in-law, thank you."
After Qian Jiajia finished speaking, she got off the car and went home to get her keys.
After Yang Jun got the key to the warehouse, he drove home.
Today, Uncle Qian's family is in a bad mood, and Yang Jun doesn't want to stay there to eat and cause trouble.
After returning to my home, I heated up some leftover rice and ate it.
After eating, he went back to the backyard. When he saw the lights on in the study, Yang Jun went in.
As soon as he entered the room, he saw Yi Qiushui still solving the math problem there.
"Husband, are you back?"
Yi Qiushui glanced at him, and then looked at the draft paper on the table sheepishly.
"Well, I'm back."
The room was very warm, so Yang Jun took off his cotton-padded clothes and sat directly next to her.
"You haven't figured it out yet?"
"Um."
Yi Qiushui's face turned red and she softly said "hmm".
This bitch is in over her head now and must solve this math problem.
In fact, Yang Jun didn't want to see her working so hard.
"I heard from Fourth Sister that Teacher Qian has been in class these past few days?"
"Well, Teacher Gao doesn't have time these days, so I asked Teacher Qian to come to class."
After Yi Qiushui finished speaking, her face turned even redder.
Upon seeing this, Yang Jun knew that Teacher Gao was also solving problems recently but did not expose her.
"You should pay more attention to Yang Laosi. I see that she has become playful again recently."
"I know, I watch it every day."
Yi Qiushui buried her head in solving the problem, her brows furrowed deeply.
Yang Jun couldn't bear to see her sad face.
He returned to his study, picked up his pen and began to solve the math problem.
This question is very simple for him, but the process of solving it is a bit troublesome.
That day he solved the problem for Yang Liu using simple steps. Today he solved the problem and wrote every step clearly, and even proved the formulas used in the process of solving the problem.
It took him a full hour to solve this problem.
Looking at a dozen pieces of paper filled with mathematical formulas in front of him, Yang Jun nodded with some satisfaction.
People who often use their brains are less likely to suffer from Alzheimer's disease. He is happy that he can remember so many mathematical formulas.
Arranged the manuscript, placed it in the middle of the desk, and then went to Yi Qiushui's study.
"Baby, my study is a little messy, please help me tidy it up."
"I know, I'll help you sort it out tomorrow."
Yi Qiushui said without raising her head.
Seeing this, Yang Jun smiled bitterly and shook his head.
He walked over, held her in his arms and walked towards the bedroom.
"It's time to do homework."
"It's not time yet, wait a little longer." Yi Qiushui struggled.
"We're here, don't you feel that our son is unhappy?"
No matter how hard she struggled, Yang Jun coaxed her back to the bedroom.
Yang Jun didn't know if prenatal education was useful, but he couldn't stop doing two hours of homework every night.
Talking about prenatal education, Yang Jun felt that he was holding a special concert for Yi Qiushui, and she was the only one in the audience.
First, we told a few fairy tales from later generations, and then it was time to sing and listen to music.
"Honey, it's time to request a song."
Yi Qiushui leaned in Yang Jun's arms, her beautiful eyes rolled up, she thought for a moment and said,
"Let's play a soft song. Our son has been making a lot of noise recently. Let him calm down."
Yang Jun rolled his eyes.
I'm thinking to myself, I'm afraid you are the one who wants to be quiet.
Recently, he has become a little impatient when singing. With his rich baritone voice, even soft songs can be sung with a majestic feeling by him.
Yang Jun was in a good mood today and was a little more patient with her.
Thinking that she performed well last night, I decided to reward her with a song tonight.
He coughed a few times, cleared his mind, opened his mouth and hummed,
"Namo Ariyajana
Sagarabeljana
Yuhara Jayadata Gadaya
Allahadi
sangya sambudaya
namosalua
…
"
The soft lyrics slowly flowed out of Yang Jun's mouth, and Yi Qiushui was immediately attracted by the emptiness in the lyrics.
The whole person is like a devout Buddhist believer listening to the Buddha's chanting.
However, the more Yi Qiushui listened, the more she felt something was wrong. She frowned and said,
"Husband, why do you still chant sutras?"
"Hey, didn't you say that our son has been a little restless recently? I'm going to recite a sutra to let him calm down." Yang Jun stroked her slightly bulging belly.
"Damn it, I didn't expect you to chant sutras
"
Yi Qiushui raised her head and glanced at her, and said coquettishly: "You can recite sutras, but you can't really become a monk. Do you hear me?"
Yang Jun said with a bitter face: "Don't you know that I have been a monk for three months?"
"Nonsense, didn't you break the vow last night?"
Yi Qiushui rolled her eyes at him and urged: "This song is very nice, keep singing."
When Yang Jun heard this, he was furious.
He originally wanted to take the opportunity to ask him if the monk could return to secular life directly, but Yi Qiushui did not give him this opportunity at all.
"Hey, now I understand what it means that white is emptiness and emptiness is form."
"Stop making trouble and sing quickly." Yi Qiushui patted him and urged him.
Yang Jun had no choice but to continue singing.
"Namo Ariyajana
Sagarabeljana
Yuhara Jayadata Gadaya
Allahadi
sangya sambudaya
namosalua
…
…
The next day, Yang Jun had dark circles under his eyes.
Yi Qiushui fell in love with the song "The Great Compassion Mantra" as soon as she heard it, and insisted on pestering Yang Jun to teach her.
This song is different from other songs. The lyrics have no logic at all. There are many rare words in it. The lyrics alone are only eighty-one lines. Yang Jun taught it all night and didn't learn it.
If Yang Jun hadn't raised his hands and surrendered, Yi Qiushui would have had to pester him to teach him.
After breakfast, Yang Jun told Wang Yuying.
"Mom, Qiu Shui slept very late last night, please wake her up later."
When Wang Yuying heard this, she suddenly had a long face.
"Just spoil her. I thought that by resigning, I could take good care of my baby at home. Look at her. She is drawing on paper every day. She is not afraid of tiring my grandson."
"Mom, don't worry, she won't draw anymore after today."
Yang Jun suddenly remembered something and said to her: "Oh, by the way, Mom, when she gets up, remember to remind her to clean up the study for me."
Wang Yuying frowned and said, "I'll take some time to clean it up for you and let her rest for a while."
"No, please don't."
Yang Jun smiled bitterly and said, "She must be left to clean up the room, otherwise she would still be writing and drawing all day long."
Wang Yuying looked at Yang Jun in confusion, but she didn't bother to ask.
"It's up to you."
Yang Jun smiled and went to work.
When he arrived at the office, he handed Cai Yufen to his office.
"Director, are you looking for me?"
Sister Cai walked over with a smile on her face.
"Director, congratulations, you have been promoted again."
Everyone in the steel rolling mill knew about Yang Jun's promotion. They were planning to have a promotion banquet to flatter him, but unexpectedly, Yang Jun canceled it at the last minute, so that they, the so-called members of his staff, didn't have time to flatter him.
Didn’t we start to flatter you as soon as we met?
"Haha, Sister Cai, thank you."
The two exchanged pleasantries for a few words, and then Yang Jun got down to business.
"Does Liang Shan's file still exist? Can his address be found?" Yang Jun asked.
"Yes, I just issued the resignation letter yesterday, and I still remember his home address." Sister Cai said.
Yang Jun pondered for a moment and said, "Burn the resignation letter, issue a certificate for him, and arrange a job for him in his hometown."
"Director..., why did you just get fired...?"
Yang Jun raised his hand to interrupt her.
"Stop asking, just do as I say."
Yang Jun knew that this dismissal letter could not be sent, otherwise even if Liang Shan found a job, the employer would not use him with this bad record.
"Okay, director."
Sister Cai responded, and then said: "I remember that his hometown is Lu Di. Our factory has no direct contact with the units there. I'm afraid... the workers
It’s not easy to make arrangements.”
Yang Jun thought for a while and said: "Let's do this. Take the time to go to Ludi in the next two days and discuss with the local employer to see if you can exchange our job quota for theirs. If it is true,
If not, just tell them about the cultivation of mushrooms in Liangshan, I believe they will not reject a meritorious official."
Hearing this, Cai Yufen nodded and said, "Okay, factory director, I will go to Lu Di personally tomorrow to implement this matter."
